A leaflet came through my door today.
It spoke of many things,
Like bananas on special offer
And half-price chicken thighs.
The local supermarket sent them out
Delivered with the post.
I couldn’t help thinking it was useless junk mail,
(Whilst making a mental note of the chicken thighs bit).
Where were the lines I craved from you?
The perfumed pages that used to be,
Oft commencing “Dear Eric”
And ending “Much Love, J”.
A leaflet came through my door today,
It showed so many lines on “special offer”.
But more than that,
It highlighted the once special lines that came from you
Which sadly come no more.
Chicken
A leaflet from the supermarket stirs the soul
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